Doom Roar

Liu Zuimo's idea was turned over as soon as he came up, just kidding, in broad daylight, the monster race dared to run to the foot of the Lin'an imperial city, is it really a display for the National Teacher's Mansion?Besides, the Yaozu would not go to the recruitment hall to compete for secular official positions when they were full. This would mean nothing to their practice, and would bring considerable danger instead.

If it is a human being, to break the shackles of the physical body with a thousand catties of strength, then only martial arts who have reached the realm of entering the Tao with martial arts.

But once a martial artist enters the Tao, he will continue to pursue the advancement of the martial arts, in order to break through as soon as possible and live forever, and he will not easily intervene in the affairs of the world, so as not to accumulate too many evils and lead to the catastrophe in advance.

According to what Han Jiwei said, this person is obviously a martial artist, and he is also a fairly strong martial artist, but why is he doing the exact opposite of other martial arts?

Wait, could it be... is this person an evil cultivator? [

If it is an evil cultivator, it is understandable that this person went to the recruiting hall to compete for the secular official position. After all, there are many vicious methods in martial arts that rely on the blood of living people to cultivate, and the Jin Song battlefield is undoubtedly the best place to collect the blood of living people place.

Thinking of this, Liu Zuimo's playful expression flashed a trace of indiscernible cruelty.

Evil cultivators are the biggest unstable factor in the practice world. There are more practitioners who die at the hands of evil cultivators every year than those who go mad. The practice community has already issued a special arrest warrant for them. Any practitioner who finds traces of evil cultivators must report them as soon as possible. Zongmen, those who are capable can directly pursue and kill them.

It is said that Liu Zuimo was almost poisoned by an evil cultivator back then, so he has always hated the evil cultivator extremely.

"Cousin, who is the person you're talking about, and what's his name?"

"Qiantang County, Suzhou Prefecture, Xu Hanwen."

Han Jiwei didn't know more detailed information about Xu Mo, but only remembered the name the examiner had mentioned.

"Qiantang County? Surnamed Xu?"

Liu Zuimo couldn't help being stunned. She remembered that Xu Xian'er, the apprentice she accepted nine years ago, once told her that Xu's family was an outsider from Qiantang, and they were the only family named Xu in the entire county. After her elder brother died, she It is already a relative.

Could it be that Xu Hanwen is Xu Xian'er's eldest brother?

Liu Zuimo shook his head and thought to himself that he seemed to be too sensitive. In recent years, the world has been turbulent and refugees have been fleeing. It is possible that several families surnamed Xu settled in Qiantang.Besides, Xu Xian'er's eldest brother was dug up and buried by her own hands. Could it be possible for a mortal man to be resurrected?

"What? Cousin, do you know that Xu Hanwen?" Liu Zuimo's hesitation for a moment surprised Han Jiwei. If this person was an acquaintance of his cousin, or even a disciple of Longhushan, he really wouldn't want to offend him too much.

"No, I just heard from you that it's Qiantang County, whose surname is Xu. It reminds me of a person... But it shouldn't be, that person is dead." Liu Zuimo shook his head so-called, and said after taking a sip of his wine.

"Who? Cousin, your friend? You seem to be very embarrassed."

"No, it's my disciple Xu Xian'er's elder brother."

"Xu Xian'er? That's the little girl who was with you when you came last time? She also has a brother? I thought she was an orphan..."

Han Jiwei met Xu Xian'er once four years ago, when Xu Xian'er had just turned 14, and in the eyes of Han Jiwei, who was in his early twenties, she was indeed just a little girl.

However, Han Jiwei had a deep impression on Xu Xian'er, not only because of that little girl's cold and fairy-like appearance, but also because of her amazing talent in martial arts.The two once had a brief friendly match. He started practicing martial arts at the age of six and even almost lost to Xu Xianer. Cousin Liu Zuimo once told him that although he could be regarded as a genius, Xu Xianer was indeed a genius. The genius among them is the person who is most likely to achieve the legendary realm of the unity of Taoism and martial arts among the disciples of Longhushan in the past.

After five years of martial arts practice, he was almost on a tie with the 21-year-old him. Now that another four years have passed, Han Jiwei no longer has the confidence to win against that enchanting little girl. [

"What? Are you still brooding over the fact that you almost lost to my apprentice? Jiwei, it's not good for you. The world is so big, and there are so many geniuses? Of course, a competitive heart can be turned into a motivation to work hard, but if If you can't be open-minded, it will turn into obsession. Once you break through the realm, you will not enter the Tao with martial arts, but become a demon..."

Liu Zuimo put down the wine gourd, and wiped his mouth with his cuff like a man.

She knew her cousin's temperament very well, and it was her intentional arrangement to let Xu Xian'er fight with him at the beginning. If Han Jiwei didn't suffer some setbacks at this time, it would be too late to regret it when he got mad.

Han Jiwei may not be afraid of his father, Han Xuan, but he is most afraid of his cousin Liu Zuimo's preaching. This kind of cliché that must be said every time gives him a headache, so he quickly changed the topic and said: "By the way, cousin, usually three or five I haven't seen you for a year, why did I have the opportunity to go down the mountain this time? Could it be that Longhushan is going to help me fight against the Jin Dynasty?"

The real background of Longhu Mountain Han Jiwei is not very clear, but because of Liu Zuimo's relationship, he has visited Longhu Mountain several times, and he knows that any disciple from the outer sect can reach the second- and third-rate level in the Jianghu. Shandaomen can help send anti-gold, which is definitely much more reliable than those blacksmiths and butchers in the recruitment hall.

It's a pity that Liu Zuimo didn't seem to want to lead the topic in this direction, he smiled noncommittally, shook his head and said: "I went down the mountain this time just to find my apprentice, and I came here to have a look when I was passing through Lin'an."

"Looking for Xu Xian'er? Do you still need your cousin to go there personally for such a trivial matter?"

Most of the inner sect disciples in Longhushan used a few yellow talisman paper cranes for communication. Liu Zuimo even left a paper crane to the Han family just in case. Go down the mountain yourself.

"I can't help it. My disciple has a stubborn temper. If she doesn't want to come back, even the sect master won't be able to call her. I have no choice but to go there myself... Sigh, if I knew this little girl was so troublesome, I didn't accept her back then."

Liu Zuimo crossed his knees and covered his face in distress, Han Jiwei turned his face away and secretly slandered, and he was ashamed to say that he had a bad temper, why didn't he say that the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked...

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The moon and stars are rare, and the thin clouds are dim.

The backyard of the recruiting hall, which had been noisy for several days, also became deserted with the end of the re-examination competition.

After the martial artists who participated in the martial arts test learned their rankings and rewards, except for some who were eager to go home to announce the good news, all the others went to the brothel to drink flowers and wine in groups.

The scholars who participated in the literary test were not much better, but the rough people in the martial arts test seemed to be more tactful, and there was an extra intermediate process of reciting poems and fighting against each other.

But in the final analysis, it is inevitable to "beep beep" or something in the end, and do some things that men understand.

Xu Mo didn't think about pretending to be a saint, but he still felt a little bit resistant to the emotionless play, not to mention that Li Gongfu, Gu Pan and other women at home picked out all the charming concubine Gong Hua who had been sent back to the real world Zhao Shenyou's projection is even more dignified, golden branches and jade leaves. He has tasted all the beauty and blessings that can be tasted, and he really doesn't like those vulgar fans.

Therefore, when all the subjects, including Qi Wei, went to spend time and drink to celebrate, Xu Mo chose to stay alone in the recruiting hall.

Although the results of the literary test ranked the bottom one, the leader of the military test is a real deal, and under the special care of Li Erli before his departure, the small officials in the recruiting hall naturally did not dare to neglect Xu Mo. One person stayed in the hall, and hurriedly asked someone to buy a table of wine and food and sent them over.

Sitting in the room facing the table full of sumptuous food and drink, Xu Mo felt a little amused after taking a few mouthfuls. He couldn't help but think of his family far away in Qiantang. Feeling depressed, he simply lifted the whole table and moved it to the rockery in the small garden in the backyard , I poured myself a drink in front of a crescent moon.

Just when Xu Mo filled his third glass of wine, the [Devil Sensation] in his body suddenly sensed that someone had crossed the wall in the backyard of the Zhaoxian Hall, and after a short stay, he began to approach him quickly, and behind a tree 20 meters away He stopped and seemed to be observing him.

Although the other party's behavior was sneaky, Xu Mo could feel that there was only curiosity in the other party's eyes, but no other malice, so he didn't take any proactive actions. [

"Although it's late autumn, the mosquitoes here in the south of the Yangtze River are still very fierce... Would you like to come out and have a drink together?"

Xu Mo took out a new wine glass and placed it opposite him, reaching out to fill it with wine.

"Invitation from the same way, there is wine and food, why not follow?"

Hearty laughter came from behind the tree, a gray shadow flickered quickly, and a seductive young woman appeared on the seat in front of Xu Mo.

Xu Mo was slightly taken aback. On the one hand, he didn't expect the other party to be a woman. On the other hand, the woman's dress was a bit too unusual for this era.

A head of jet-black hair casually draped over her shoulders like a modern woman, reaching waist length without any modification.

A gray Taoist robe was loosely worn on the body, tied with a hemp rope at the waist, and the skirt was turned to the sides, not only revealing the pure white inner garment, but also the white and smooth skin under the neck. It is directly exposed, and you can even see the deep gully on your chest when you lower your head slightly.

A large black sword like a door panel has no scabbard, let alone a belt, and it is carried directly behind his back in some unknown way. It is so stable that it seems to grow directly on the back, swinging back and forth with the rotation of the body.

The vermilion wine gourd around her waist can be regarded as the only bright color in her whole body, making people unconsciously turn their eyes to her waist, and at such a close distance, they can faintly smell the fragrance of wine blowing in the wind.

It's a pity that if this person is a muscular tough guy who is eight feet tall, with a hulking back and a beard, he can fit the image of a hero in Xu Mo's heart who is a hero who fights righteously and kills demons and demons.

But such a bohemian image must be accompanied by a charming and cute girl, no matter how Xu Mo looked at it, he felt an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Female man... This is Xu Mo's final conclusion after observing for a while.